The falling meteor forever changed the landscape of the ferry, forming an "artificial lake" and contiguous swamps. At this time, crossing the river here became an impossible task. Wait for the counterinsurgents to find a suitable location upstream before mobilizing ships.

It was three days before we reached the other side.

The vanguard troops that were supposed to be dispatched were shelved because no one volunteered.

The golden-eyed assassin killed Merlin and seriously injured Leon. The terrifying record scared off the hot-headed people. Compared with the honor of being the first to enter the city and one's wealth and life, everyone can weigh it for themselves.

Leon was very positive, but Victoria didn't agree. The princess looked around, looking for the next warrior. Wherever the girl looked, the knights immediately studied the tips of their boots intently. Seeing that the situation was extremely embarrassing, Frederick gritted his teeth.

Step forward and ask for a fight. The royal family cannot bear the risk of losing an ally of a great noble, and the Duke's own combat skills are also questionable.

He was rejected as a matter of course, and the Duke did not feel the slightest regret.

The most bizarre scene in the counter-insurgency war occurred. Port Wilhelm really wanted to surrender, and the envoys were sent one after another, but the princess asked them to wait and wait. The abnormal behavior caused rumors to spread in the city, and some people lamented in the bar,

"That cruel little woman is going to hit us with meteors again."

Many people must have believed this. When the princess's army finally appeared at the gate of Wilhelmshaven, half of the people in the city had already fled.

"Sir, where is Duke Rick's family?" the princess asked the knight kneeling at the front.

The Duke's former retainer raised his head, hesitated for a long time, and glanced in the direction of the port several times before answering.

"The Duke's eldest son Geralt and the rest of his family left by boat yesterday."

Victoria was relieved. She still remembered Geralt's attentive compliments, and it was okay not to meet him. The princess was about to ask something else, but Irene rudely took over the conversation.

"Where are those elf children? Where's Wan?" The knight maintained a half-kneeling posture, which was not conducive to thinking, not to mention that he did not understand the names of the elf oriental styles.

"Eva, the one with blond hair and golden eyes!" Irene was so anxious that she wanted to slap her.

"She left with Geralt, and she also brought an elf child with her." The knight felt that it was embarrassing to be questioned by a woman while kneeling on the ground, but the princess had no intention of letting him get up. The defeated general endured the pain in his knees.

, continue to hold on.

God! Irene covered her head. Haiqiong had three children, and her sister Wan also had a daughter. The thought of four little girls wandering around with a mentally disturbed murderer made her head explode.

No one can understand her despair. At most, she just regrets that the empire has lost a few elves. The growth period of the elves is too long, and humans are an impatient race.

The empire's attitude towards elves is like treating rare jewels and exotic beasts.

"Well, well." Leon was one of the few people who dared to remind the princess with a dry cough. He recognized many familiar faces among the people who knelt down, including eight barons alone. Victoria was too arrogant.

The princess turned back to look at him, with a frown on her face. Leon was surprised to realize that Victoria had grown up and was no longer a child circling around his legs. Because of his cough, the men led by Rick knelt for a while longer.

.When the rebellious girl is a princess, everyone will pay the price.

Most of the Duke's warships were damaged at the ferry, but the merchant ships were relatively intact and became the main force of the escape fleet. The Rick family has been running this land for hundreds of years. The original title was bought from a down-and-out nobleman. The ancestors spent money to become him

His adopted son also paid money to make the officials in charge of the capital's roster turn a blind eye.

"The only thing that matters in the world is wealth." Our ancestors read too many elf books, so they imitated an elf proverb as a family motto.

Geralt couldn't remember his original surname. His father mentioned it occasionally, just as a condiment for a drunken chat. Publicly, their family was an upright descendant of Rick.

"Don't be sad, keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood." Eva hugged his waist and pressed her firm chest against him. The elf breathed hot air into his earlobe. Since getting on the boat, the elf has been there most of the time.

Speaking in her native language, Eva asked him to do the same, because the elven kingdoms were the destination of the fleet.

The beauty was by his side, but Geralt wasn't interested at all. He left his family's castle and large fiefdom behind. Except for a sister and brother, he had no blood relatives in the fleet. He could go far away, even to the heavenly elf world.

, this taste is also full of bitterness.

Eva's hands were not idle, starting from his flat belly and going down. The two of them were on the back side of the ship. There were more than one person on the deck. The sailors were talking to each other, and the first mate yelled for someone to fill the sail. Eva

To think that at this time, I still think about that kind of thing.

"Stop it, okay?" Geralt grabbed her hand. Humans are not animals and cannot mate anytime and anywhere.

The elf was no weaker than him, so Eva forced him to face her. There was no intention of normal communication in her golden eyes, so she just dragged him towards the cabin. Even though he was reluctant, Geralt had to follow Eva.

She is not an ordinary woman. If she is not satisfied, she will find another man without any hesitation.

Losing his family was enough, why should he still be a cuckold? Geralt tried hard to awaken certain instincts, but with little success. The vision of returning home made the elf so excited that he went to him three times in a row, which was a bit beyond the limit.

The Duke has been fighting against the whole country for so long with the help of Rick. He relies on more than just words. Spending a lot of money is the key. Now, the princess is staring at the empty treasury, feeling extremely disappointed.

"This...this." She didn't know what to say.

The manager of the Duke's family who was in charge of the accounts stood nearby, not daring to raise his head. He had explained it many times before, and the Duke had moved the money onto the ship in advance and left an escape route.

"Five million marks, of which 400,000 are gold marks, and the silver used to trade with Easterners, which is also worth millions, is all gone?!" Victoria said it smoothly. The Duke's wealth is famous all over the world, and the tavern

The drunkards here are all familiar with it.

The steward was so frightened that he knelt on the ground. He had no way of explaining it, even with Maya's guarantee. The princess was not a murderous person, but the steward was still hanged because of "inadequate supervision" of the property.

A financial official with a commoner background was not qualified to be beheaded, so he could only hang alone on the gallows for public display. Under the corpses swaying in the wind, a large number of nobles in the Reikland lost their heads. Every time the executioner's beheading sword swung,

A noble head separated from the body and gained a tragic and short-lived freedom.

The hanged man and the severed head looked at each other, and the executioner's knife skills were so superb that he struck so swiftly and neatly that the nobleman had time to think about the last question: "Who is this country bumpkin?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" After a day of imprisonment, Victoria was exhausted physically and mentally. She just wanted to have a good sleep in bed and forget about the bloody and terrifying scenes.

"Your Highness!" The door was hammered with such arrogance that the guards dared not stop him, no one else but him.

The princess sighed and opened the door reluctantly. She didn't want to look at him at all, she just lowered her head and sat back down.

"Your Highness, please stop."

"You beg for mercy for the traitor?" Victoria curled up on the chair, Leon's reproachful eyes made her very uneasy, and the girl who was at a disadvantage asked stiffly.

"Are they all traitors?" Leon pushed back, "I saw more than one woman executed today. Could it be that these women also went to the battlefield with weapons?"

He couldn't control the volume, and the sound of armor scraping immediately came from behind him. It was the person standing guard at the door. The guards were in a dilemma, with the princess on one side and the dragon-slaying warrior who was highly regarded by the royal family.

"Get out and close the door." Victoria waved her hand. The guard obeyed the order and the lock clicked shut.

Leon took a deep breath, what he saw and heard was so vivid in his mind that he couldn't stop.

"There was a woman who was crying until she died. She kept begging the executioner, and the onlookers were also begging for mercy. Heck, her two daughters were in the audience watching their mother's head roll into the bamboo basket." Lyon held on to the table.

, leaned down so that the princess could hear every word he said clearly, "This is also an enemy? Does she deserve to die?"

Victoria suddenly realized that she was wearing too little, and her silk pajamas exposed too many places that shouldn't be exposed. She tightened her collar, but the princess was naked underneath.

"We are here to put down the rebellion and implement the emperor's laws, not to be a firing squad." After Leon finished speaking, he sat down on the chair, and the wine glass on the table was almost knocked over by him.

Leon stared at the princess, waiting for an answer, how could Victoria give him. So, like most women would do, she covered her mouth and cried.

I also want to be aboveboard, but how can I distribute salaries to the soldiers?

I know they are not extremely evil, but only the dead will willingly hand over their property and fiefdoms. Do you think the nobles accompanying the army are doing charity?

I know, I know it all! Mother Earth has mercy on me, God!

The girl covered her face, trying to hide her sudden emotional breakdown. She cried alone for a while until she was hugged by a pair of strong arms.

"It's okay, Vicky, it'll be okay." Leon hugged her and whispered softly, so tenderly.

When she was a child, she always had nightmares, dreaming that her father failed to come back from the battlefield. The little girl was so scared that she could not sleep. Leon would always accompany her and never leave her. The birds outside the window woke Victoria up, and the little princess stretched out comfortably.

I looked up and saw Leon wrapped in a blanket and leaning on a chair, sleeping soundly.

He stayed with her all night, and the effect was better than any soothing potion.

She removed her hand that was blocking her sight. Leon must have thought she was a little girl, and his face was less than a finger away from hers. She must have breathed in too much male breath, and Victoria had an impulse she had never experienced before.

Her heart skipped a beat and she pressed her lips against it.

Leon couldn't dodge...
Chapter completed!